"Fangtastic," Jake joked, his excitement like electricity in the room. He smiled at the pulled bottle of wine, trying to remember what it tasted like. He couldn't though. Still, Sabrina would never know the pleasure of a fresh neck. Life was about trade offs. He figured the best way to get home was to call a car service, but he wasn't sure what kind of car would best accommodate Sabrina. They'd better walk.
"The property isn't far from here. We can walk if you wouldn't mind a bit of a stroll, or, can you, magic us there?"
He didn't know much about magic, and even less about Sabrina's. He figured he could at least ask.